Inside/Outside - The Suicide Machines

If you’re fucked up on the inside, then you’re fucked up on the outside

Doesn’t matter what you say or do

Doesn’t matter what you think is true

Don’t look for peace on the outside man

Just look for peace on the inside

Doesn’t matter what the others say cause all those mouths get in the way

You’re just too hip, you’re just too cool

But everybody knows that you’re just a fucking fool

And you’ll carry that «cool» until the day you die

'Cause you’re still full of shit and you’re turning 25

If you wanna know the answers, then you’ve gotta ask the questions

«Who am I?»

and «who is she?»

And «does it matter anyway?»

You’ve got to look for love on the inside man

Don’t look for love on the outside

Doesn’t matter what the others say, cause all that shit gets in the way

You can’t love me, and you can’t love you

Where’d it all go wrong?

cause I wish I really knew

That color’s all the same through color blind eyes

And if you think you’re so different then you’re wasting your time